"YOU, STUPID SLAVE, MOVE!"
WHIP!
"HMMMPHH!!!!" The whip struck me once again, causing me to struggle and moan. I tried to cover my naked body with my hands, but it was useless. I was chained up.
"I SAID MOVE!!!"
WHIP!
"AHHH!!" The whip hit me once again, this time on the back, causing me to stumble forward, slamming against the person in the front.
'What the fuck is this?!' I had no time to think about my situation and immediately began to move. The thing behind me that was hitting me with the whip was very pissed off, and the more I stayed in one place, the angrier it got.
"S-sorry," I apologized to the person in the front, but she didn't even react to me slamming against her or my apology.
"MOVE!" The thing behind me roared again. The anger and hatred in its voice were clear to hear, and the way the whip was hitting the ground was not a good sign.
"HURRY UP YOU SCUM!!!"
WHIP!
When we began to move, I had the time to study my situation.
First, I was in chains—arms and legs, a collar around my neck, and a rope tied to the chain attaching me to the person in the front and that person to the one in front of her, forming a large line.
Secondly, I was in rags—a dirty and stinking rag, barely covering my breasts and cock.
'Where am I?' I wondered, raising my head to the strange sky. It was red and dark, with crimson lightning, and rocky terrain. The wind was cold and sharp, making the whole atmosphere very strange.
"Move!"
The whip hit me once again, this time on the butt, making me move forward. The thing hitting me was tall and muscular. It had grayish skin, hooves for legs, a long pointy tail, and two curved horns.
A demon.
I couldn't see its face because of the horns. Instead of growing from the side or the top of its head, it grew from the front, right where the eyes should be. But to make things more clear, I think this demon is a he since... well, a massive horse-like cock was dangling between its legs, and his chest was flat.
'That's big.'
More demons similar to this one were in front, hitting the slaves with whips, mostly humans and elves with a few demi-humans here and there.
"H-hey, w-where are we going?" I tried to ask the woman in front of me, but she didn't even react to me. Her expression was lifeless, empty, not a single emotion, as if she had given up.
'Is she even alive?' I couldn't help but wonder. The woman in front of me was skinny and pale; her ribs were poking out, and the only thing that was protecting her from the cold wind was a rag that barely covered her chest.
"I said, wher..."
"SHUT UP!" A demon appeared from the side, slapping me with the handle of his whip. The hit was so strong it made me lose my footing and stumble to the side, hitting the slave beside me.
"Move!" the demon roared, raising his whip once again.
"Wait! Please!" I tried to stop him, but it was pointless. The demon whipped me once again, this time right on my chest.
"I SAID MOVE!" the demon screamed; the rage in its voice was clear.
'Fuck!' Cursing inwardly, I had no choice but to move forward or I'll be whipped to death.
'Damn it, why am I so weak?' I was surprised by my current strength. Not only did I stumble to a mere slap, but the fucking whips also hurt me a lot.
'Did the trial weaken me again?' I thought, recalling my time and how I was weak in the mind trial. Swiftly I tried to use my magic, but the moment I did, a system window materialized.
[Unable to use magic]
[You're being affected by the following debuff: Slave Collar]
[All stats are reduced by 80%. Magical skills are sealed.]
[Caution: Under the effect of the Slave Collar debuff, you're unable to refuse the command of your master]
'Fuck me with a 20-inch dick.'
'This is ridiculous!!'
The trial weakened me, and not only that. I couldn't believe it—a slave collar, a fucking slave collar, reducing me from a queen to a slave with no way to refuse the commands of my 'Master.' Just imagine the things that he or she would make me do.
'FUCK!... That... would be interesting, hehehe.'
...
Under the constant roaring and whipping, we marched for hours, barefoot and in the cold. The road was tough, full of rocks and sharp edges, and the air was not better—heavy on the lungs, making me feel as if I was being choked, and not a single damn breath of wind to ease the pain.
'Fuck... how can they still live?' I wondered, watching the slaves marching without complaining, not a single reaction when the whip hit them or when they stumbled and fell. The way they looked, the way they acted as if being puppets.
In front of us was a caravan of demons. Most of them were guarding a big, filthy-looking wagon, where I spotted two demons dragging a man who couldn't keep up inside and came back without him.
"STOP YOU LOWLY SLAVES!"
WHIP!
"HUMPPP!!!"
'FUCK!... why am I the only one who's getting whipped?' The whip once again hit me on the ass. Every demon who held a whip did the same, shouting the order to stop with a hit. Then they unlocked the chain that was tied to the wagon and dragged us to a clearing between two huge rocks.
"Rest!" one of the horned demons shouted after placing us in circles of five to eight people. Then they moved toward the wagon.
I sat on the ground in silence, only scanning the seven slaves that were chained with me. Six were humans—three females and three males. The seventh, sitting across from me, was an elf with black hair and blue eyes. At least that's what she appeared to be. Her long, pointy ears were cut and burned at the ends. If she just covered them with her hair, she would appear human.
'Did someone torture her?' I couldn't help but wonder. However, I stared too much; the elf woman noticed, and the moment she saw me, her face changed from blank and lifeless to surprised.
"..." She kept staring at my face for a while before shifting her focus to my chest and then down until she reached the thing between my legs. The rag did a poor job of covering my not-so-small cock. The head was slightly peeking out, and the elf woman saw it.
The look on her face turned into pure horror, and she began looking left and right as if checking if anyone saw us. The moment she realized that no one was looking at her, she began to gesture to me with her hands to cover it quickly.
'Why is that?' I was confused why I needed to cover my dick, but since I had no information about this place, I decided to play it safe. I pulled the rag a little bit lower, covering my cock where I used my transformation skill to remove it completely.
To my luck, it appeared that the slave collar only sealed my blood magic; my breeder skills and the transformation still worked fine.
"T-thank you," the elf woman said between her lips, offering a small smile. Then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, relaxing a little bit.
SPLASH!!
"EAT!" one of the demons roared after dropping a big fat... well, shit in the middle of the circle.
'What the fuck is this?' I exclaimed, staring at the 'food' in front of me. It looked like shit and smelled like shit. The color was the only thing that differed, being gray.
'Ugh... do I need to eat this?' I had no idea what the hell this thing was, and they wanted me to eat it.
"EAT NOW, YOU FUCKING SLAVES!" the demon screamed. His voice was so loud it made the ground shake.
"NOW!"
The slaves quickly began to dig their hands into the 'shit' and start eating as if it was the last meal of their lives.
'Oh, for fuck's sake!' Cursing inwardly, I leaned and scooped some shit with my hands. The smell was horrible, and the texture was not the best.
'I'm gonna throw up.'
"Hmmpphh." Forcing myself, I put the gray shit in my mouth.
'Oh god, this tastes like shit.' Swiftly, I used my transformation to make my tongue numb to the taste or I'll definitely throw up and earn myself a good whipping, ignoring the hungry slaves that were eating as if it was the best meal in the world. I forced myself to eat, but slowly.
'Fucking disgusting.'
After about half an hour, the slaves were done eating, and the demon with the whip came and started yelling again, ordering us to stand up. We followed him to another spot between the two rocks that looked like an entrance to a cave.
"Sit," he said, pointing at the ground with his whip. The slaves obeyed and sat.
"Now rest." With those words, he locked the chain to the wall and then left, going back to the caravan, and leaving us alone.
'Now what?'
Leaning against the wall, I sat on the ground in silence, scanning the area around me. No one did anything, no one spoke. The slaves just lay there resting, and after some time I did the same. Walking barefoot in the rocky and sharp terrain for hours was really tiresome.
"Humm??"
After an unknown time, I felt the presence of someone close to me, and when I opened my right eye, I saw the elf woman from earlier sitting between my legs, trying to remove the rags from my crotch.
'Well, this is interesting.' I didn't react and kept pretending that I was asleep, letting the elf woman do whatever she was doing.
"It's not here," I heard her mumble as she removed my rags and found my cock missing.
'Oh... she's looking for my dick.'
Not believing that it was missing, the elf woman leaned closer for inspection, her face inches away from my crotch. Flashing a wicked smile, I made my move.
"!!!" Grabbing her head from behind, I pushed her into me, shoving her face deep in my crotch, then swiftly I used my ability to grow my cock back directly into her mouth.
"If you're looking for my dick, you could have just asked."
"Hmmmm!"
"Now be a good girl and suck."